She was stunned for a moment, and with great determination, she moved her eyes away from his face, lowered her head, and stood quietly aside.
Xie Wendong didn't look at her from beginning to end, and he didn't even turn his eyes towards the night sky, but suddenly said: "The night sky is beautiful tonight."
His words made Ya Shi wake up from a dream.
She didn't understand what he meant, but she suddenly remembered the purpose of coming here and shook her head.
She didn't want to admit that she was attracted to an Asian in her twenties.
She didn't dare to look into Xie Wendong's eyes.
Looking away, he said, "Thank you, sir.
There may be something wrong with Youhe Villa.
The gunfire sounded abnormally."
Xie Wendong sighed, beauty is always so short-lived, even if it does not disappear by itself, it is easily interrupted by others.
He looked directly at Yashi, and could vaguely hear the gunshots coming from Youhe Villa.
He asked with a smile: "There is something abnormal."
He looked down at his watch and said calmly: "According to the plan, Mr.
Chris is now Victor should be brought out."
Yashi said anxiously: "Yes, but none of them have come out yet."
Xie Wendong said: "So, they may be tied up in Youhe Villa."
After swallowing her saliva, Yashi said: "Mr.
Xie, can you help me rescue them?"
With a slight smile, Xie Wendong shook his head and said: "I'm sorry, according to the plan, my task is to solve the peripheral problems."
The life and death of Chris and others were uncertain, and Yashi's heart was burning, and she said anxiously: "Whatever conditions Mr.
Xie wants, just tell me, I will definitely satisfy you."
Before she could finish speaking, Xie Wendong smiled and said: "What benefits can you give me?
Even if you can make a guarantee, do you have that right?"
Yashi Moran, she is indeed not an important person in the FBI, and no matter what conditions she gives now, they are just empty promises.
After thinking for a while, she plucked up the courage, looked up into Xie Wendong's eyes, and said word by word: "What if I use my body?"
Xie Wendong was startled for a moment, and then he laughed on his back.
Without saying anything to her, he turned to Chu Bo and said: "Xiao Chu" Chu Bo was standing aside leisurely at this time, watching the last few people of the Yamaguchi group dying.
Hearing Xie Wendong's call, he hurried over and asked: "Brother Dong, what's the matter?"
Xie Wendong pointed at Youhe Villa and said, "Let the brothers clean up this place quickly.
Let's go into Youhe Villa and have a look."
"Yes" Chu Bo agreed, looked at Ya Shi suspiciously, then separated from the crowd and rushed to the Yamaguchi group members.
He didn't know when a bright Tang knife appeared in his hand, and he waved his arm and cut it open.
One of them shouted at the same time: "Brother Dong wants us to attack the villa, everyone, work harder."
After hearing this, the people shouted in unison, and their men showed no mercy.
In just a moment, the big men of the Yamaguchi-gumi were completely submerged in the sea of people.
When Xie Wendong led people into Youhe Villa, the battle inside was almost over.
Most of the more than ten FBI agents including Chris were killed by the Yamaguchi-gumi's crazy attack.
Including Chris, only four of them were left, and all of them were wounded.
One of them was seriously injured.
In fact, only three of them could still fight. people.
The Yamaguchi-gumi side was not feeling well either.
The number of casualties was at least more than 20.
The middle-aged man who took the lead was also surprised by the opponent's fighting power.
He thought to himself: Beihongmen's strength is really not to be underestimated.
But no matter what, now The overall situation has been decided, and the dozen or so people who sneaked in have been unable to fly.
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He stood in the corridor, laughing wildly and said: "You should surrender, resisting will only lead to death.
Xie Wendong has already run away, and no one will come to save you." " Chris was sitting against the wall at this time.
There were bullet scratches on his face and arms, and blood was flowing freely.
He has forgotten how many times he has repelled the enemy's attacks.
The enemy's casualties are getting bigger and bigger, and the number of his companions is getting smaller and smaller.
Two of the three people who hid in the same room with him have died.
Counting himself, only one of them is left.
The next four people look like they want to rush out today, unless a miracle happens.
Do you really want to die in a foreign country?
Chris unloaded the magazine in his pistol, his last magazine, which still contained three bullets.
He smiled bitterly and shook his head.
"Lieutenant, what should we do?"
A thin man with blood-red eyes and pale face asked tremblingly beside Chris.
"Wait a little longer."
Chris himself didn't know what to wait for.
He tried to break out.
Two strong men jumped out of the building.
As soon as they took two steps, two bullets shot from behind penetrated their heads.
They were bullets from sniper rifles.
Even their skulls were hit by bullets.
The powerful impact caused it to be thrown away, and blood from the brain splattered all over the floor.
Obviously, there are snipers with accurate marksmanship lurking in the villa building.
Breaking out is a dead end.
Now he can only wait.
If he cannot wait for reinforcements, then death will be waiting for him.
Bang bang bang gunshots were heard again, and the Yamaguchi-gumi's attack began again.
With a cry of pain, another FBI officer fell to the ground.
His body twitched a few times and then became motionless.
Blood flowed from his chest.
The screams of his companions, the intensive gunfire, and the muffled sound of bullets hitting the wall stimulated every nerve of Chris and the lean man next to him.
The pressure of death can crush a person's nerves, and can also make people become deformed.
Gotta be crazy.
Chris could still bear it, but the lean man collapsed.
"I can't stand it anymore."
The lean man howled, jumped up, rushed to the window, turned over and jumped out.
"Don't" Chris stretched out his hand to grab him, but it was half full and all he caught was a ball of air.
"I can't die here, I can't."
The lean man jumped downstairs, screaming as he ran.
"Bang" two gunshots sounded almost at the same time.
The lean man rushed forward a few steps, and then fell straight down.
Two bullets blew his heart into pieces.
"Oops."
Chris leaned at the window and saw it so clearly that his heart was piercing his heart.
He could no longer suppress the grief in his heart and burst into tears.
He leaned against the wall, slowly slid to the ground, looked in the direction of the door, and slowly raised his pistol.
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The gunpoint was not at the ready door, but at his own head.
Rather than die at the hands of the enemy, it is better to end it yourself.
At this time, there were footsteps outside the door and the voice of the other party talking in Japanese.
He raised the corners of his mouth, an unnatural and twisted smile appeared on his face, and held his finger on the trigger.
He clearly heard the rattling sound of the spring in the gun being tightened.
He knew that the thimble had been stretched to its limit, and if he applied just a little more force, the bullet would fly out.
He closed his eyes.
Just as he was about to commit suicide by drinking a bullet, gunfire rang out again in the corridor, and it was more intensive than before.
It was earth-shattering and there were continuous shouts.
Chris shivered, his head shook, and he opened his eyes, just in time to see two surprised faces outside the door.
Without thinking, he turned his gun and fired two shots at the two people outside the door.
Almost at the same time, the two men also pulled the trigger.
Three gunshots were fired, and three people were shot at the same time.
The two Yamaguchi-gumi people at the door were both shot in the head and died on the spot.
Chris was injured in the shoulder and lower abdomen.
Fortunately, neither injury was fatal.
Even so, he almost fainted from the pain, fell to the ground, huddled up, and big beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.
If another person from the Yamaguchi-gumi came in at this time, Chris would definitely die.
Unfortunately, no one from the Yamaguchi-gumi came in again.
Xie Wendong led hundreds of Beihongmen disciples to attack from behind the Yamaguchi group, taking them by surprise and catching them off guard.
In the battle with the FBI, the Yamaguchi group had already suffered a lot of casualties.
Now that Xie Wendong suddenly came up with so many fresh troops, how could he withstand it?
In just a short time, most of the Yamaguchi-gumi members were dead or injured.
Seeing the ferocity of the attackers, many members began to retreat, not wanting to fight, and fled in all directions.
They wanted to escape, but where did they go?
The stairway was completely blocked by Beihongmen disciples.
Many people were forced into rooms on both sides of the corridor and jumped out of the window to escape.
However, they were quickly chased by Beihongmen who came up to kill them.
Hongmen disciples shot him from behind.
The army was defeated like a mountain.
For a time, everyone in the Yamaguchi group was beaten until they were crying for their fathers and mothers.
They had no way to go to heaven and no way to go to the earth.
They were all like headless flies.
Oyamada was so angry that his lips trembled, and he screamed loudly, trying to stabilize his panicked men, but no one listened to him at all.
"Ghost Day" Oyamada fired a casual shot, knocking down one of his men who was trying to escape, and then shouted: "Hold it to me, resist Day" "Haha, no one here seems to listen to you anymore."
A cold voice was like a basin of cold water poured on his head.
Oyamada shivered and calmed down.
"Who is who?"
Oyamada's Chinese is pretty good, but he rarely speaks it.
He looked around in horror, but the dim corridor was filled with dense crowds, and it was impossible to tell who was talking.
The crowd in front of him moved, and Oyamada vaguely saw someone walking out.
His appearance was unclear, but he could see a pair of narrow and shining eyes.
The cold light like electricity shone on his face, creating an uncontrollable fear from the deepest part of his heart.
He couldn't help but take two steps back and asked in surprise: "Who are you?"
"Xie Wendong."
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Oyamada and Xie Wendong did meet, in Tony.
In Victor's room.
It's just that Oyamada forgot Xie Wendong's voice, but Xie Wendong remembered his.
The dark corridor was filled with the smell of gunpowder smoke and blood.
The ground was littered with corpses and bullet casings, and people walked on them, making clattering sounds.
Xie Wendong strolled towards Xiao Yamada
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